Wake up! What a Life! Our life in the world from morning to evening is full of experiences.The same life is turned by the one into heaven and by the other into hell…WHY…because of our outlook on life!

= The womb of stilled and deep Silence, in which the glimpse of sound takes place = The stilled i-ness in deep silence creates the feeling, in which I-ness disappears and the infinite sound plays the veena = The soft breaths in silence, cuts thru bones and makes waves through in infinite = In silence the recognition of silence, Passes thru time eminates lightened silence This state of stillness is in stillness, is there any stillness after this particular in stillness, any other dimension, any type of life?

Since child all these words, saint- sage- guru- wisdom-meditation- religion were inner taste of my being. My despair became sigh and cut thru my bone but with deep breaths it would bow a seed in silence, to flourish such results that my being acknowledged 26 years later.My deep thought longed for the journey but in everyday life was longing as a question in search of an answer, evolved in depression, seasons changed – years passed but seeds of my thought did not flourish. In deep death of despair desperation, I was gazing at my being and worldly affairs, then all of a sudden; The seed began to flourish within the procedure of flourish seed. I gazed at the new-born Rose. Now this new being asked: – Is religion only at sacred places? = no ! – Does one can only find nectar at only sacred places? = no! – What is religion? = Self-realization Who ever becomes self realized being, that being becomes saint and sage.

I became aware that my being became ignorant of such words. Then meditation began. My thought of 26 years were my meditation. These thoughts disappeared my anxiety-helplessness-despair-incapability and prisonment. Then are these 26 years not comprising of ascetic? Was this journey of self-realization, Was not Mantras? -What was I before? = only despair -Then, What did I become? = Ascetical being -Who am I now? =( what a question that being asks, Wow), but this being must answer.!!!—hhuuunnnnn—–! Am I a learned being—-no! Then, Am I not aware?—–not really Then, Who am I ? Just Smile! Why? When I gaze at my being in deep sleep all I find is smiling physique. Now I question Rose is knowledge important or meditation needed? Then Rose inner eye gives a quite and carefree smile. Then my being asks with inkling, “what is enlightenment?” ( wonderstruck) Rose’s being is little disturbed by this amazing question? My being does not want to portray it in speech faculty. But still answers that I do not know what Krishna-Buddha—Jesus called Enlightenment? All I know is this that my being’s womb engulfs this all creation, although I am serene in my on environment. In my deep thrust I still gaze at the smile which is within the lips—the free style action in my eyes—music in walking—dance in sitting and standing—and food became sacred. But my being still has longing to devour the creation. Then this does not sound like silence? Silence is desires-thoughts-battle and ‘me and mine’-‘you and yours’. This silence gives birth to awareness, with comes the changes in human being. This total awareness gazes at the creation. This silence becomes the death of Ego. In this dimension the being becomes totally art. In other words: Enlightenment is to recognize the emptiness in the sphere. Now in other words: When I-ness becomes nothingness that nothingness is within the I-ness, this experience of be experiencer, recognizes,realizes, feels, knows and accepts is enlightenment. When the being becomes totally aware of inner being, until the being is in its physical being, the surrounding of such being would be independent—carefree—happy. This particular being’s life would not be recognized by human’s naked eye. – Then, after the physical death of such being will there be life? = for sure! – Every spec of this creation must be enlightened, when total enlightenment takes place, the life will remain as is. – So beings, is Krishna alive this moment? = yes! – How? = If any being in any shape or being has awareness and longing for Krishna, is Krishna. – Then, who does not believe in Krishna? = all human beings don’t believe in God. – Who does not even know about Krishna? = Does a being know itself? Rose reply made the being capable of knowing bliss. -Will the being ever take birth as Krishna? = When the inner being experiences total awareness, in which Krishna consciousness is present; this presence will amalgamate within the awareness, the energy created in this procedure is Krishna. – Then this state of creation is how long? = This is infinite and boundless. – The moral is this creation will never end? = no !

– Then will this world end? = yes, world is the creation, not the creator. – Then, what is the point of Moksha? = This is probably how an animal thinks about human beings

Rose walked away without gazing at my being, only sound was heard. “One should only eat as much as can be digested” Because my inner being was still thirsty for wisdom, because this is my journey to know my capacity. Rose’s total awareness and carefree emotion filled me with total pure love.

This is a popular word on the lips of cultured people and very specially used.I spent my life in this word, but I never used it. If someone rejected or spurned me, I never visited them a second time. If life rejected or affronted these people, I sided with them. How a statement was made was more important for me then why it was made. Why it was made had no effect on me. People around me would say, “She is mad. She follows blindly those who insult her. She has no self-respect.”Their words of insult and humiliation would direct me towards them. How could I pay any heed to this word? This word that sits couched in a sweet garb was in no capacity to stem the flow of my feelings.What am I and what is my self-respect?

Others’ indifference towards us awakens our sense of self-respect. If we show indifference to our personal life, why will this sense not wake up? My feelings do not stand in need of any word, nor is my life in need of any rebuke or censure. How can a life that is under the confinement of words, honour and praise anybody? These words determine the limits of life. How can we feel proud of this line of demarcation?My ‘self’ is mine and it safeguards my feelings and emotions. Credit goes to it because it realizes the twinges of others; even though, the other fellows are the same to who insulted them. For what it was then in no longer now, and what I am now, I was not then. This is my self-respect, which is quite valuable for my ‘self’.